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Certain man ah move phoney and take your role
And think you’re up cos they see you rock a lil stoney
Thats not cap man I ain’t talking no baloney
Always

off by the morning
Phone on DND I'm in the trap from Sunday to Sunday
These N*ggas love beefing I ain't really getting no money
Double seal the brick up

ain't got no C-pad, I got a lifejack
Because I be drippin' in that pussy

And she be sippin' on that
And it's real raw, real raw
And I'm comin' out raw

in no money out' that was my slogan
What I mean by that is stack it up and don't spend no change
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
When seven

Nigga play or get played
You think Playa get played?
Hell nah I don't (Shit Playa get paid)
I ain't that I can't, I ain't sayin that I ain't
Ain't sayin I

him now but he got other children
Nigga ain't fragile ain't doin no folding
I shine in the dark how I knew I was chosen
Serving that gas like a store

know the vibes (Know the vibes)
That you my pride (that you my pride)
My ride or die (My ride or die)
And i ain't lying (and i ain't lying)
Want you by

be the same (yeah)
I got 1 nigga, 2 nigga, 3 nigga, 4 (nigga 4)
If he ain’t paying, throw that nigga out the door (out the door)
If your bills paid,

(Yung Lan on the track)
Whole fifty K spent for my bags, I ain't have a pot to piss in
Wish I recorded that last time when we was by the beach

Feel Inside

Nas

My Life II: The Journey Continues: Act 1 [Deluxe Edition]

2011

Turn the track up a little bit
We need to rock in here

I wanna make you happy

Uh, I’m not at all happy or elated, this category ain’t my

yeah she want bars and whips
I'm getting that money I'm building up from what I started with
My Sneaky link I grabbed her by her pink she ain't know what

Represent Dat G.C.

Kurupt

Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha

1999

cause I kill shit blowing
I let loose like ain't no tomorrow with bomb beats 
A K 47 street
Quick to get ya, my lyrics like missiles to hit Hitler

And won't stop 'til the day that I die
Aye, Almighty Tone from the 815
Stay true to myself 'til the day that I die
Ain't no competition with me in my eyes

tell by the signs I cant let up Who gone be there for yo son better step up
Dont be reachin when he run that check up
Came up in the ville
We aint have

gracefully
Really ain't no fake in me
I gotta name I call the persona for anybody that is facing me, I call that shit the

Cool Jerk
Yeah, yeah, that's what

Bring It On

Fat Joe

Terror Squad

1999

Yeah yeah, what, Terror Squad
From the streets to the jail cell
I mean, my niggaz is facin' death penalties and all that
Charlie Rock el D
Yeah,

My girl is the rock star, it ain't me
No time for the jock star, it ain't me
I never wanna be a pop star, it ain't me
But imma do this shit forever,

and I know you hate it
I catch a opp thot and I'm celebrating
Hop in that 4-speed, we ain't never breaking
I got the 4 cheese I'ma slide with bacon
These

on your soul (OG)
That's what they yelling when I'm pulling up
Like a rough rider working out
In the hood and stuff
They say I ain't in the hood enough?

seats in the guts
Came in perfect time, I ain't duck not once (Uhh)
Havin that shit by a bunch
Me and Drew had 200 for lunch (No cap)
Rollin exotic in

still rap, no cap, I roll
When you know, no way to go
Still on that flow, I rock and I roll
Dreams don't slow, still on the low yeah
Hop on the boat,

then hair
Dyed like that Robyn bitch
This ain't no bullshit
I ain't letting no fools in
See my bitch ride that big thing
You on that little shit
Trying

head on that pillow at night
Know I gave it all that I had
Ima Uptown Roamer
School a b tch wit no diploma
Zaza my aroma
We rock Zara on the corner
Moe

and that bitch got some distance, huh
And when I'm on a mission I'm totally focused, I got tunnel vision, huh
Ain't distracted by women, I got me a misses